Japan... And Lent

At the start of Lent, and parts of Japan is crumbling down because of the earthquake and tsunami.

These few days I was contemplating on my lack of spirit in following through my Lent resolution, even on the first two days when I first heard of the earthquake.

Now I realize how big it is, the extent of the damage and lives it costs. And it is not stopping yet.

After the New Zealand, Haitian, Chilean and China earthquake, and Iceland volcano eruption... The world seems to be falling apart.

I can feel this one really close to my heart, because of my 4 years of 'lonely' UK uni life, Japan provides me the entertainment and 'companionship' (apart from my journey in God) through its wonderful culture, people, celebrities, drama, food...

Now I sort of feel more for what happened in New Zealand, the middle east etc...

I see very clearly how everyone, outsiders, insiders (of the tragedies), celebrities, piliticians, all have to hold out their hands, to 'something' bigger out there, and to pray, and ask for prayers. Donating is something that people can do, but apart from that, nothing else one can do but to pray. Only then I see the vulnerable that people realize of themselves, of being mere human.

Mere human.

Who are we? What are we? We are very vulnerable. What makes us strong and significant, is only, and solely because God meant us to be so.

If these tragedies does not humbles anyone down of one's own powerless to control one's own future (remember how Adam and Eve tries to take control of their own lives apart/away from God?), I don't know what will.

We humans, are soooo weak....

Only in God, makes nothing can break our lives, even as our soul being taken away from our body.

Can you comprehend now, what it means by: Man do not live by bread alone, but by every word?

By the way, I just realize that Blaise Plant, from Monkey Majik, a band which I have been so crazy about for so many months this year, is actually a Catholic. He mentioned something about 'Pray Rosary' in his twitter.

By the way, from my experience, I DO think the Rosary is one of the most powerful prayer ever. These days I have been slacking off in my Rosary prayers, not to mention my fasting, even more so when Lent starts. I was surprised myself. But this whole thing come together at a fitting timing. I got my lesson from the Japan disaster. I will fast diligently, I will pray hard, and I will give alms. Since it will be pleasing to God, and what He requires us to do at this time.

Nothing could be more clear of His message for Lent season this time. Just as long as one honestly reflect and allow the Holy Spirit to enlighten oneself. His power, His majestic, and His commandments are showing everywhere.

I praise Your name Lord Jesus, please save the souls of the people of Japan, New Zealand, the Middle East and everywhere. Amen. Mother Mary, all the angles and saints in heaven, pray for us, pray for the world.

Love yourself

I know the title sounds so cliche, for years I've been listening to it, but now only I truly understand it with my heart, and live it.

However...

It's kind of painful to see someone that you used to love, does not love himself, and does not move forward, especially when you still care for him.

You used to be so close to him, and shared your life with him, moved forward together.

Then you break up with him, as traumatizing as it was, after some time, you just wished each other the best, as friends. You learn from the break up, you learn from other painful experiences, what love really means, what love really demands, and eventually you understand what true happiness and joy is. To me, all these are possible, only by the intervention of God in my life, I can feel the fruit of being obedient to Him, and can see the blessings that start to pour in abundantly into my life, however subtle and not obvious the blessings sometimes seem.

He who have always depended on the world and its people for his own worth, his own values, would have difficulties to see what I see, and thus, what I am scared of is that, from this sunny spot of freedom of life that I'm in at the moment, I fear of looking back over my shoulders, just to be feel saddened to see him still very much entrapped in the darkness of worldly mind-trap. But I really don't know what I can do. I can only try my best to offer advice to a certain limit, but I can see a huge thick wall stands between our minds. From my side, I wouldn't able to break through it. HE has to be the one to knock the wall down. And to be very crude, he is, very very very stupidly stubborn.

I can only pray hard to the Lord, and to mother Mary, that his heart will be softened one day, be wise, and that he can break free from the chains he put on himself.